Quickly wear the bad woman and get married and have a baby

Yan Jiu lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly like butterfly wings, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks, and she was shy but wanted to say something but hesitated.

Her voice was soft, as if carrying a hint of imperceptible entanglement: "But I haven't divorced yet."

A hint of panic flashed across Chu Yiyun's originally fiery eyes.

But soon, he realized that Yan Jiu did not directly refuse, and an indescribable joy suddenly surged in his heart.

Joy surged like a surging tide, completely drowning him. He was so excited that he almost lost himself in thought. His mouth stretched uncontrollably to his ears, revealing a row of perfectly white teeth. His eyes sparkled with a brilliant light, as if they contained a sky full of stars.

"Yanyan, please be with me after the divorce."

Yan Jiu raised her head slightly, stretched out a slender jade-like finger, and gently pressed it against Chu Yiyun's chest. Her movements were gentle,

But it seemed to carry an invisible force that made Chu Yiyun freeze instantly.

The corners of Yan Jiu's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, and said in a coquettish voice: "Brother Chu, I don't like being forced."

When Chu Yiyun heard this, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a look of panic.

His eyes were filled with anxiety and self-blame. He subconsciously loosened his hands, took a half step back, and waved his hands repeatedly: "I'm sorry, Yanyan, I didn't force you."

His voice trembled slightly, with a hint of earnestness, "I just want you to put me first in your future considerations for love and marriage."

Yan Jiu still had that faint smile on his face, but his eyes were a little wandering: "Well, I will."

Seeing this, Chu Yiyun's tension and anxiety eased a little, and a smile reappeared on his face.

He stretched out his hand carefully, gently hooked his fingers around Yan Jiu's fingers, and then slowly tightened them.

His palms were slightly sweaty, and with a hint of nervousness, he pulled Yan Jiu slowly towards the villa.

As soon as he stepped into the villa, Yan Jiu's eyes were attracted by the familiar layout of the room.

All her things were carefully placed in their original places, and all traces of Qin Sheng disappeared without a trace.

Her eyes slowly scanned the room.

The wall where her and Qin Sheng's wedding photo originally hung was replaced with a larger frame.

A 200-inch large photo frame is hung in the most conspicuous place in the living room.

In the photo frame was a photo of her and Chu Yiyun when they were in college.

In the photo, Yan Jiu was sleeping soundly on the desk. The sunlight shone through the window onto her body, outlining her soft figure.

Chu Yiyun sat beside her, his eyes full of affection and concentration, staring at her quietly.

Yan Jiu's gaze was fixed on the photo, and every detail of his college days emerged involuntarily in his mind.

Those beautiful memories came flooding back like a tide, making her eyes blurry and gentle.

She opened her lips slightly and murmured softly, "I miss college life so much."

Chu Yiyun kept staring at Yan Jiu's face, taking in every change of expression on her face. Looking at Yan Jiu's beautiful face, which exuded a unique brilliance under the shroud of memories, his heart trembled suddenly.

After so many years, she hasn't changed at all, and is still the unreachable, gentle and kind goddess in his memory.

At this moment, she was so close to him that Chu Yiyun felt an unprecedented greed in his heart. He longed to possess the goddess in front of him forever.

He nodded slightly, his voice low and affectionate: "Me too."